I thought to put together some of the thoughts I've written on this on another thread, and I reworked them a bit, so they might carry outside of that more personal context:
on: Show Me the Place
It's very much a spiritual, and was entirely moving to listen to. Simple, too, and open feeling.. and somehow terribly sad—though, maybe not.. not entirely. Hopeful, yet resigned.
I said "simple," though maybe deceptively so..
.. there is the layering of meanings.. that of Leonard’s speaking to his God.. as well, his lover. Maybe there's something too to why it makes me smile, as well as feel sorrowful. It’s to do with an awareness of just how humble we all are in love, and life—given how little we can truly know of such things.. if we're to be honest, that is. But, in Leonard’s acknowledgement of this.. well, it pulls on all our heart strings, I feel.
.. and.. in his finding a truth through the lyrics and melodies he writes.. there is something that carries over.. and it starts to circle around just who, through time, he’s shown himself to be. Something sad and sorrowful, but not only sad and sorrowful.. self knowing, but so often to do with "not knowing".. and, in a sense, humorous, even.. or, maybe it's ironic—but as a stance.. in the sense of there being nothing to do about it. Accepting.
.. and still, there is the want.. the engine driving it.. the longing.. if only to be the lover slave. Dutifully so.
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